"And your last name?" Erik and Elena is all you need know."She tried a bit of the salad, found it tasty. Still she hesitated."Oh, you needn't worry. T...ere are no drugs. Now that you are here we shall have no more use of them." What was that drug? The small man he shot me with a ... a..." A dart syringe. The drug is a very new concoction from our industrial laboratories. It is extremely fast acting. As you noticed it suppresses the will, rendering the subject helpless to resist and assures. In the main part of the establishment was a dance floor with strippers who danced with stripper poles.All the women were beautiful and were pregnant. This place was very unusual and interesting. The woman started out in bras and panties but by the end they were just nude. The pole was mostly used just to twirl around. Since they were pregnant, they did not hang upside down or anything like that.The clientele was interesting. Mostly men but a few women too. The clients mostly drank champagne. How would I explain that one to her? I got the feeling that despite my discomfort, she was perfectly at ease. As she continued to hold me, she moved one hand down over the outside of my thigh and to my knee. I decided I ought to hold her as well. To comfort her. I cradled her head with one hand, and placed the other around her bare waist. The feel of her naked skin sent another erotic surge through my body. It was almost torture for me. Sophia nuzzled her face into the space between my shoulder. One of his friends was already there and i saw he was slim with a rasta hairstyle no more than 140 pounds but he was young only about 20 years as i later learned. I went to the washroom to change he offered me a drink it was strong when i came out they were both smoking a spliff i said oh god drink and spliff they were obviously getting high.By this time i was in my sexy tight shorts and rasta guy said wow you have a beautiful ass they asked if i wanted a smoke i hadn't smoked for at least ten.